Peerless Tang Sect: Dragon Shocks the Universe

Chapter 672 The war is over
Boom——

The nine-colored waves rolled and surged like a thunderstorm.

Almost instantly, it flooded and covered an area of ​​billions of miles, like a tsunami rushing back into the demon's lair.

The huge sound waves spread even further, and all living creatures who heard it felt their blood circulation reversed without any surprise.

The resistance creatures of the Great Thousand World that had been evacuated by the coalition forces of the Heavenly Palace and the Martial Realm were dumbfounded at the scene from afar.

At the center of the battle, Jiang Shuo's real body and his two incarnations watched the aftermath of the Flower of Heaven spread. This move was more useful than any cleansing.

Not to mention the demons, not even a trace of demonic energy can remain. All order will be reset to zero and return to nothingness, leaving only the subsequent self-repair of the world to rely on.

A disheveled figure suddenly flew out from the center of the blooming flower of Heaven, his clothes were tattered and his body was covered with scars.

Jiang Shuo, who had been guarding the periphery, narrowed his eyes.

What a great late-stage immortal who has reached great perfection and is not dead.

Three bodies immediately attacked.

The demon man in white felt the aura moving and looked up in horror.

A gun tip with a mixture of gold and silver pierced down fiercely.

He immediately turned his body sideways to avoid the fatal blow.

He had lost almost all his vitality and was almost unable to react. He barely avoided the gunshot to the head, but the gun tip cut a big gash on his cheek.

puff-

The demon man in white suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. Turning back, he found that an ancient crystal sword had pierced through his body.

"you……"

Before he could finish his sentence, a blue-purple halberd pierced into his body again.

Jiang Shuo's real body attacked again in an instant, stabbing down with the Taichu Divine Spear.

"When two tribes fight, it's always like this. There's no morality, only life and death."

"Rest in peace. I'll have someone find a good grave for you."

The demon man in white couldn't stop bleeding from his mouth. Three acupoints in his body were blocked by three peerless holy objects, and he couldn't even self-destruct.

Listening to the voices in his ears, his mind calmed down as his vitality slowly faded away.

In the final few breaths, he gave up resisting and let his arms drop.

"I...want to know...if the original owner of your purple thunder is still alive..."

His eyes were fixed in the direction of Jiang Shuo's real body.

Jiang Shuo was silent for a while. Whether he was told to give up resistance or to tell the truth, he nodded and said, "Alive."

The man let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

"I hate all living beings, I hate the universe and the outside world, so let my life add fuel to the fire of your war."

"I wish you a lifelong struggle."

He finished speaking slowly, and his voice died away.

The Primordial Divine Spear absorbed his remaining vitality and glowed brightly; his halberd and sword were also moistened.

With his and Saint Zombie's death, the Demon-Slaying Points on the Demon-Slaying Order rose rapidly, and then exceeded 30,000.

Jiang Shuo fell into a long silence.

Ever since the last incident with the purple-haired female demon Jiang Yan, he had learned about this group of demons that were very different from other demons from outside the domain.

They are a hybrid of Daqian and outside the domain, the product of experiments conducted by the demons. They have the ability to control spiritual and magical powers from birth.

However, he was met with countless cold stares outside the region.

The races within the universe do not consider them as their own.

They and the resistance creatures outside the domain of Daqian are at two extremes. They should be called the evil clan, compared with the demon clan.

Perhaps this is the sadness of the times.

...However, even if not for the sake of the universe, but only for the sake of the divine world, Jiang Shuo must kill him.

After taking back the three peerless holy objects that were cheering, and ordering the other two incarnations to return to guard the Heavenly Palace, Jiang Shuo's real body walked towards Lin Dong who had rushed over.

The battle on his side just ended, and the remaining two Ghost Demon Emperors were killed by him.

“Leave the aftermath to me. I will let Wujing restore the vitality here and then relocate the population.” Lin Dong threw away the two Ghost Demon Emperor heads in his hand and said with emotion while clasping his fists.

"Brother Jiang is really strong. I am convinced."

Jiang Shuo shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

Lin Dong invited: "Would you like to have a drink in my Wujing?"

After hearing this, Jiang Shuo nodded in agreement, "Such a great victory should be made public."

Lin Dong laughed, "Brother Jiang, I have a bad temper. I won't go home until I'm drunk today. Even if I'm drunk, I don't have to go home."

The two families withdrew their troops, intending to let the horrific aftermath of the battle die down for a while.

Wujing is in the southern part of Daqian, and it didn’t take much time to get back there.

Lin Dong asked people to arrange the Heavenly Palace army, then walked into the main hall with Jiang Shuo.

He had sent back a message in advance and had ordered people to prepare a banquet to entertain the Tiangong, and all the high-level leaders of the martial arts realm also gathered to attend the banquet.

The banquet was indeed very thoughtful and extremely sumptuous, with all kinds of spiritual meats, fruits, and fine wines on the table.

At the highest banquet table, Lin Dong and Jiang Shuo sat together with several top leaders, including Ling Qingzhu, Lin Diao, Lin Yan, Mantora, and the Lord of Feng Mansion.

During the dinner, Lin Dong even asked his two children to come out and meet him.

They were called Lin Jing and Lin Qing, a brother and sister. Lin Jing was just ten years old, and Lin Qing was even younger, only two or three years old.

But even though they were still little kids, both children had the potential to be beautiful. Lin Jing was not even as tall as the table, and looked like a delicate little person with a pair of big, bright eyes. She was not afraid of strangers and looked at her father Lin Dong and Jiang Shuo who were in the upper positions.

From her small appearance, you can almost tell that she will have a lively and lovely personality in the future.

Jiang Shuo was quite surprised at the little kid's fearlessness and waved.

She really jumped down and walked slowly towards him.

She tilted her pink little face and big eyes and looked at me with watery eyes.

Jiang Shuo was amused and gently pinched Lin Jing's little face. He then turned to Lin Dong and Ling Qingzhu and said with a smile, "She is so quiet and gentle, but I didn't expect her to have such a firm character. Brother Lin is so lucky."

Lin Dong grinned.

Jiang Shuo turned to Lin Jing and asked, "How about I give you a gift?"

Lin Jing nodded and asked crisply, "What gift?"

Jiang Shuo waved his hand, and a palm-sized gold-carved exquisite ball with a handle fell into his hand. "I'll give you a small toy."

There was another ball in the center of the exquisite ball. It made a crisp sound when it shook, which immediately attracted Lin Jing's attention. She stared at it with her big watery eyes.

Jiang Shuo handed it over with a smile, "It's yours."

He had originally intended to give it to Mu Ning and Mu Ting, but unfortunately, he never went back because they had all grown up.

Ling Qingzhu at the side spoke at the right time, "Why don't you thank Uncle Jiang quickly?"

Lin Jing was about to take it, but when she heard her mother's voice, she stopped and took a step back. She pinched the hem of her skirt and bent down gently, saying in a childish and joyful voice, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Shuo sighed and touched her head, "Go ahead."

The little guy returned to his mother, no longer looking at Jiang Shuo, and played with the ball with great interest.

Ling Qingzhu smiled helplessly at the latter and gently twisted her "unpromising" daughter's ear.

This caused laughter at the table.

Little did they know that cause and effect were involved at this moment.

After the banquet, Jiang Shuo led the Heavenly Palace army back to the capital.

It goes without saying that after returning home, Jiang Shuo celebrated this great victory. He went straight to the main hall to inquire about the advance team heading to the Divine Realm.

(End of this chapter)